Date: Wed, 15 Oct 1997 20:06:25 -0400
From: gerardm@microtec.net
Subject: On the Bus
Here is a fantasy that I call: On the bus. Hope you enjoy.
I've wanted to write about this experience for a long while and I'm
glad I finally have the opportunity. Some may find this story
impossible to believe but it is true. I was twenty five at the time and
in great shape: six one, well built and hung. I was working downtown
and naturally took the bus to and back from work. On this day I was
wearing my favorite grey pants. I love grey pants as they seem to mold
the body. Mine were a little tight to advantage my basket at the front
and I had no pockets on my rear advantaging my tight butt. It was a hot
and humid day, I had taken off my jacket and even then was sweating like
mad, my white shirt clung to my muscular chest and one could see my dark
tits hard as nails. I got on the overcrowded bus and slowly headed for
the back as I had quite a way to go. Our busses were so full they had
special ones with no seats at the back to accomodate more standing
passengers. I finally got to the farthest back corner and held on. At
the next stop I could see a young man make his way to the rear also. He
was good looker, about six two and seemed to be well built. As he
passed others, I could see he was wearing grey slacks also and they
clung to his athletic body like a glove. Soon he reached the back and
placed himself right in front of me. He gave me a smile and gazed out
the window. This gave me time to look at thim carefully. His shirt was
unbuttoned and I could tell he had great pecs. He was also very sweaty
and his white shirt clung to him revealing a muscular chest and
abdomen. Then I glanced down to see a well filled basked. As I was
looking it seemed that it grew. Instantly my cock grew and I felt my
pants get tighter at the crotch as my seven incher pushed at the
material creating a great lump. I hoped no one noticed but looking
around saw that everyone was preoccupied by other things and with the
crowd couldn't have seen anyways.
When I returned my gaze, I met the young man's smiling eyes. I looked
down and saw a comparable lump at his own crotch. He slowly turned so
that we were now face to face and seperated by not more than a foot. We
stood with lust in our eyes and cocks when the bus stopped abruptly. I
was gently shoved forward and our hot crotches came in contact. He
pushed his crotch forward and our baskets brushed together. We did not
move to separate our united crotches but moved them ever so slowly in a
sweet grinding motion. I could feel the heat at our groins and looking
down noticed we had two large wet spots where our cock heads were. It
was even more exciting to see that the spots were at the same place
meaning our cocks were rubbing shaft to shaft, head to head. We were
both sweating like mad as our lust built but had to be controlled
because of the crowd around us. The sexual intensity was even greater
as we knew we were in a crowd and were risking discovery. I was
thankful for the impersonal attitudes we take in a city.
Everytime the bus stopped or started we were thrown even harder
together and each time we would thrust harder and quicker searching for
release. We were both breathing hard trying not to moan out loud. In
between stops and starts we would just rub our cocks together feeling
the throbbing tools through our pants. I could tell we were evenly
matched. And then once again the bus would stop and our frenzied
thrusting began. By the twentieth stop I was ready to cum and whispered
this to him. He acknowledged and said he was ready also. We spread our
legs even wider and prepared for the climax. The bus stopped and we
roughly grinded our crotches together. With only a few thrusts I was
over the top and so was he as we slammed together and came in our pants,
load after load of hot cum shooting in our underwear. When it was over
I quickly looked around but no one was paying attention. Looking down I
saw that the front of our pants were all wet. I was glad I had a jacket
so I could cover up. He tapped my shoulder and said he had to get off.
Before he left, he told me to wear sweat pants and a raincoat tomorrow
night. I nodded not quite understanding but looking forward to the next
night.
The next morning it was pouring rain much to my surprise. I wore the
raincoat, a long trentch coat and brought my sweat pants to work. At the
end of the work day it was till raining outside. I changed into my navy
blue sweats and running shoes, put on my coat and headed for the bus
stop. I was already a little excited as I was anticipating what lay
ahead. I could feel my cock react to this and it grew a little. The
long coat would hide any semblance of an erection. I wondered if my
friend would be there and what was his plan.
I got on the bus, overcrowded as usual, and made my way to the same
back corner. By this time my cock was fully hard, so hard it almost
hurt. And then I saw him coming back and stood in front of me. He also
had a long coat and was wearing light grey sweats. He parted his coat
and I was glad to see his organ was as hard as mine. I parted my coat
and I saw pleasure in his eyes. As on the previous night we brought our
crotches together. The loose fitting sweat pants made the cock contact
even better as our fuck tools slowly rubbed against each other.
The young man then pulled his arms out of his coat and motioned to me
to do the same. We settled the coats on our shoulders. This wasn't
unusual as the bus was extremely warm. But I was pleased to notice that
our coats created a tentlike cover blocking the view of our crotches to
anyone who might looke over. We now could touch the other's hot
throbbing cock as our hands were concealed from view. We had each
other's tool in our hand and we fondled them gently stroking the long
thick shafts. He then did something that astonished me. He pulled down
his sweats just enough to let his cock and balls hang out. I looked
around but no one was paying any attention. I looked down at the beauty
in front of me. It was a wonderful sight, a long thickly veined shaft
and an uncut head with plenty of foreskin. I could see the giant head
inside the skin and prepuce. My hand first took the massive balls
playfully fondling them. Then I encircled the shaft and with a slow
storke brought back the foreskin to reveal a large red cockhead, the
glans were wet and soon my hand was sticky with all of the precum
leaking out. He then pulled my sweats down in the same fashion and my
circumcised cock lept out and bumped into his. The feeling was
extraordinary. I couldn't believe we were doing this in a bus full of
people.
His hand encircled both of our meats and squeezed them together, we
felt them throb. He then slowly started pumping them. Very quickly the
combined precum had our cocks wet and slick and his hand quickened the
motion. He then stood back a little and pulling back his abundant skin
pushed our two cockheads together, our piss slits kissing wetly. Very
slowly, he started pulling the skin over his own cockhead and then
continued over mine and stopped partially down my shaft. He then let go
and we looked down at our united cocks. The feeling was sensual,
exciting, hot and wet. When we throbbed, our glans rubbed harder
together. We then started sort thrusts which soon became more rapid. I
was afraid we would be parted but the dock remained in place as we moved
faster and faster. I felt his cockhead get harder as mine was and then
we were once again over the top. I felt his first spurt gush out as he
must have felt mine. Then wave after wave of cum poured out of our
united cocks and filled that tunnel of flesh that had kept us together.
None of it spilled out and when it was over he just pulled the skin over
my cock head and plopped his meat into his pants our cum still mixed
together. My knees were weak. I had and still haven't repeated such an
experience to this day, but maybe someday.....
Did you like this: tell me? Do you enjoy this type of sex....
gerardm@microtec.net